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“Well, maybe it will be,” I said.
“No, Chloe. People always tend to think that if only this or that would happen, then they would be happy. But they never are for long because no person, promotion, weight loss, journey, exam, or amount of money can bring you happiness long-term. Once you achieve it you’ll already be looking to the next destination.”
“So what are you saying?”
“That until you give up the idea that happiness is somewhere else, it will never be where you are.”
I started chuckling. “Wow, that’s deep, medicine man. But then again, I’m just a shallow movie star who uses my free time to pollute the ocean with plastic trash.”
His lips pursed upward. “I’m sure you get the idea.”
“I’ll think about it. But for now I still want a new house.”
Adam raised his hands as to say, “Do as you please.”
We went to see four places that day: three apartments and one mansion in Queen Anne.
The house was my favorite because of the view of Eliot Bay and the Seattle skyline with the Space Needle, but after walking through the first floor Adam stopped.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
“This is wrong,” he said and waved his hands at the opulent curved staircase and the huge chandelier.
“Why?”
“You said you wanted something like the apartment you have now. You don’t need this, Chloe. You’re one person and this house is almost seven thousand square feet.”
“So? My house in LA is bigger than that.”
Adam rubbed his face. “If you had a large family it would make sense, but it’s just you.”
My face fell. “I want to have a family one day.”
“Right, but you’re what… twenty-three? That’s not going to happen for years.”
“I’m twenty-six, and it might happen if I find the right man. I always wanted my kids before I turn thirty.”
“Let me show you the downstairs,” Hugh interjected. “There’s a separate apartment with kitchen and bath for a live-in nanny.”
“Of course there is,” Adam muttered sarcastically.
“Can we go upstairs first?” I asked. “I want to see the master bedroom.”
“Certainly.”
“Come on.” I gently pushed Adam to the stairs. “I need you to tell me if there’s a good energy in the room.”
Upstairs, we walked through the large master bedroom with the breathtaking view and the beautiful bathroom where even the tub had a view.
“I love how big the walk-in closets are,” I said and looked into one of them.
“Who needs two whole rooms for clothes?” Adam asked with his brows creased.
“It’s his and hers.” Hugh told him. “The smaller one is usually his.”
Adam walked into a square room with open closets all the way around. It was all elegant dark wood from floor to ceiling and in the middle was a large round seat.
“You call this a small closet? This room is bigger than my entire bedroom,” Adam scoffed.
